The little girl in the fig tree.
When I dream,
I dream of those faraway days.
And when I dream of you, Maudie,
Gosh, we are little children again.
You in the fig tree above my head,
And me, messing in the yard below.
Can we not go back there, Sis,
And play for ever and ever?
(From the novel Saturdays Are Gold)
Maudie is seven, Amos is eight, Tadpole is nine and Hobo is a dog.
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